After hanging up the phone, Liu Lang rubbed his head anxiously.

According to Lao Xiong, the naked man who died should be the strong man Liu Lang saw last night.

However, when Dahan was found this morning, his whole body seemed to have been drained, and he was only covered with skin and bones, naked, his skin was dark gray, and his face was extremely excited.

Some people say that he died of exhaustion.

However, where would Liu Lang believe this kind of nonsense.

Could it be that there is something wrong with that Liu Yan?

Liu Lang didn't feel that his head was extremely big, what the hell was going on, how could it come out one after another, and let people not live.

There is no way, it is the weekend again, and the business of the wreath shop tends to be a little better on the weekend.

In order to earn food, Liu Lang reluctantly got up from the bed and went to the wreath shop listlessly.

When I came to the wreath shop, the old man was busy tying wreaths.

"Uncle Hua, do you have any work today?"

As soon as he heard Liu Lang walk in, Old Man Hua immediately raised his head and asked in a loud voice, "Hey, Liu Lang, have you seen my book?" ”

"What? What book? Liu Lang looked dazed.

"That's it, I put a book, no one else wants to give it to me, I put it with a bowl of glutinous rice, I got up this morning and looked at it, why is it gone."

Liu Lang followed the direction of the old man's finger, looked up at the shelf, and immediately remembered, wasn't that the nameless monastic book he took last night.

The book was in his arms at this time.

Liu Lang grinned, slowly pulled out the book in his arms, and shook it in front of the old man Hua.

"Uncle Hua, I didn't expect it, why, you also want to learn Taoism?"

"Ah, good boy, you took it."

As soon as the old man looked at the book in Liu Lang's hand, he picked up the bamboo strip in his hand and went to smoke Liu Lang.

Liu Lang hurriedly dodged to the side like a monkey, and said with a smile: "Uncle Hua, Uncle Hua, don't be angry, I'm just curious, take a look, just take a look." ”

As he spoke, Liu Lang sent the book to the old man Hua.

The old man glanced at Liu Lang fiercely, snatched the book over, and scolded angrily: "You stinky boy, when did you take it?" ”

"No, no, it was ...... last night"

Liu Lang originally wanted to say that he had secretly come to the store last night, but after thinking about it, he had to be scolded for saying so.

Liu Lang's eyes rolled, and he quickly changed the topic and asked, "Eh, Uncle Hua, do you want to learn Taoism?" ”

"Learn a fart, just my bad old man, at this age, what else can I learn."

Old Man Hua narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and sighed: "However, since the last time we experienced the female ghost, we are in the business of dealing with dead people, and we really have to learn something like this, otherwise, if we are deceived by a liar like Wu Banxian again, we will ruin the wisdom of my old man Hua!" ”

"Yo, you're still wise, do you have it?"

Liu Lang muttered disdainfully.

Old man Hua didn't seem to hear it, and suddenly turned his head and stared at Liu Lang in a daze, seeing that Liu Lang's heart was furious.

"What, Uncle Hua, you, what are you looking at?"

"Hehe, I don't learn this thing, but you can."

The old man Hua said, threw the nameless cultivation technique in his hand at Liu Lang, and said with a wicked smile: "Go back and memorize this book for me, I will check it when I go back, and if the memory is not good, I will directly deduct my salary." ”

"Ah...... Uh, Uncle Hua, what's going on here? ”

Liu Lang opened his mouth wide, and he didn't understand what the old man Hua meant.

The old man smiled weirdly, looking like an old treacherous and cunning, squinted, and said mysteriously: "Liu Lang, do you want to make more money?" ”

"Nonsense, of course I thought about it."

Liu Lang kept his waist and shouted loudly.

"A little bit, a little bit, really, I'm not deaf."

The old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice: "If you kid can really learn the things in this book, hehe, when the time comes, our wreath shop will expand, and catch ghosts, think about it, the money is not ......"

Liu Lang instantly understood the little abacus made by the old man Hua, pointed at the old man Hua and said with a smile: "Uncle Hua, do you want to learn from Wu Banxian?" ”

"Shhh......h

The reason why people like Wu Banxian exist is not because there are really ghosts in the world, but because many people have ghosts in their hearts.

The last time I met the female ghost, Han Xiaoqi was also considered Wu Banxian's own bad luck.

But the chance of really encountering ghosts is very rare, most of the time as long as you know a little bit of common sense about catching ghosts, go out and flicker around, then making money is not like playing.

The old man saw this point, and he didn't know where to find a monastic book that didn't even have a name, so he forced Liu Lang to learn it, saying that he had learned it, and gave Liu Lang a high commission.

Liu Lang couldn't even read it, and he was originally unwilling.

But the old man told Liu Lang that as long as he memorized by rote, he could fool people when he said it.

A profiteer, a big profiteer!

Liu Lang secretly cursed the old man in his heart, reluctantly stuffed the book into his arms, and prayed secretly: "As long as you don't really let me touch a ghost, just do." ”

After helping the old man Hua in the store, he was fine in the afternoon, so Liu Lang remembered to go to the hospital to see the ribs.

Picking up the phone, Liu Lang called Lao Xiong: "Hey, Lao Xiong, call on your glasses and go to see the ribs together, right?" ”

"Okay, see you at the hospital!"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Lang said hello to the old man Hua, bought some fruit on the side of the road, and walked to the hospital.

Before he reached the hospital, Liu Lang faintly felt that someone was following him.

Just when Liu Lang was puzzled, a black-faced man suddenly stood in front of him.

The black-faced man had a big face full of meat, and he was very large, and he looked to weigh two hundred and fifty pounds.

"Little brother, come with me!"

The black-faced man said, grabbed Liu Lang's arm, didn't give him a chance to promise at all, and pulled Liu Lang to the side.

Liu Lang was anxious, and shouted repeatedly: "Hey, hey, who are you, do I know you?" ”

Liu Lang just struggled twice, and suddenly two people came out of nowhere, stepped forward to hold Liu Lang and dragged him to a van.

Before Liu Lang could react, several people worked together and threw Liu Lang into the van at once.

Syllable......

The car door closed, Liu Lang got up from the back seat in a panic, and saw a strong man sitting on the left and right, a driver in front and a guy with the same face.

"Hey, who are you, what are you doing?"

Liu Lang realized that he had been kidnapped, and asked in a panic.

The two big men on the left and right sides were silent, and the person in front slowly turned his head, and Liu Lang was startled when he saw it.

Oh my god, this face is really scary.

I saw the man sitting in front of him, with yellow teeth, his lips turned up, and his face was as eerie as if it had been burned, and there was not a single intact skin.

The man wore a pair of sunglasses, and his voice was heavy and heavy, as if it had come from hell.

"Boy, do you know He Shang?"